Irmos: O Lord Who in the beginning established the heavens and founded the earth upon many waters, make me steadfast for the chanting of Thy glorification.
Sessional hymn, in Tone VIII: Spec. Mel.: “Of the Wisdom…”—
Theotokion: O Virgin, thou radiant cloud of the noetic and all-radiant Sun Who shone forth from thy womb: Illumine the souls of those who hymn thee.
Thou didst cling to divine love, O honored one, prevailing upon thy pure soul to accept the oblivion of the pangs of asceticism and nature.
Glory…, Now & ever…: Theotokion—
Delighting in the beauties of the immortal Betrothed, thou didst cause the beauty of the flesh to wither away, and didst show thyself to be most beautiful, making thine abode in the divine bridal-chamber.
Having acquired the golden wings of the virtues, thou didst soar aloft to the heights of heaven, O blessed one, like an incorrupt dove.
Loving the Word of God the Father, Who had appeared on earth in His loving-kindness, O blessed one, thou didst follow Him as thy Bridegroom, and didst straightway abandon thy corruptible bridegroom, leaving behind corruptible wealth; wherefore, living as a stranger, in accordance with thy name, thou didst mortify the passions and hast received the inheritance of the living, O divinely inspired one. Entreat Christ God, that He grant remission of transgressions unto those who celebrate thy holy memory with love.
Tripped up by wicked thoughts, I have fallen into the abyss of sin, and groaning, I cry out to thee from the depths of my heart, O all-pure one: Show forth the wonder of thy rich mercy upon me, and the unfathomable abyss of thy loving-kindness, and the incalculable wealth of thy compassion; and grant me repentance and forgiveness of sins, that I may cry out to thee with love: Entreat Christ God, that He grant me remission of transgressions, for thee do I, thy servant, have as my hope!
Stavrotheotokion—
Beholding the Lamb, Shepherd and Deliverer upon the Cross, the ewe-lamb cried out, weeping, and, bitterly lamenting, exclaimed: “The world rejoiceth, receiving deliverance through Thee, but my womb doth burn, beholding Thy crucifixion, which Thou dost endure in the loving-kindness of Thy mercy. O long-suffering Lord, abyss and inexhaustible wellspring of mercy, take pity, and grant remission of offenses unto those who hymn Thy divine sufferings with faith!”
Translated by Isaac Lambertsen. Edition menaion.en.lambertsen.